Whiteout

lights snow
Dusted in flour
And littered in marshmellows
The earth is mother nature’s kitchen tonight
As she sifts and strains the air
Rises in the chimeney tonight
Wrapped in a blanket
The aroma of the storming brew
chills my aching bones tonight
Covered in powder
And decked in brilliance
The windowsil is ready for her debut tonight

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